Lyrics:

I remember once I broke down in the country
I was sixteen with a broken heart in bloom
And I walked home through the pines
Nobody saw me but the moon

By sunrise I could hear the church bells ringing
I got there as the saints were marching in
I sat down on the back row
And heard the story once again

And the servants of the secret fire
Were gathered there
The embers of the ages
Like a living prayer
And all at once I saw the shadows flee
Shine your light on me, on me
Be a light unto my path
And a lamp unto my feet

They flew us down to Oklahoma City
Yeah, but I could hardly stand there on the stage
So sick I couldn't speak
And the fever wouldn't break

But when I stepped up to the microphone I heard it
It was the voices of the brothers at my side
They were singing out my song
When the song in me had died

Oh, shine your light on me

Somebody come and get me when I'm gone

Two years ago I drove into a darkness
I straightened every curve on Cane Ridge Road
And I could hear the flapping wings
Of every devil I have known

And the inside of my car was like a casket
But then it flooded with a blaze of sacred light
She was calling me back home
And as I pulled into the drive

I knew the servants of the secret fire
Were gathered there
The embers of the ages
Like a living prayer
She was standing on the porch where I could see
Shine your light on me, on me
Be a light unto my path
And a lamp unto my feet

Words by Andrew Peterson / Music by Andrew Peterson, Ben Shive, Andy Gullahorn / AP: vocals, acoustic guitar Ben Shive: piano, pump organ, background vocals Andy Gullahorn: acoustic guitar, classical guitar, background vocals Cason Cooley: keys, omnichord Tyler Burkum: electric guitar, lap steel Matt Pierson: bass Will Chapman: drums '2012 Jakedog Music (adm by Music Services) (ASCAP) / Junkbox Music (adm by Music Services) (ASCAP) / The Gullahorns Music (ASCAP)